"Okay, it's all out, who is No. 1 and all come to the stage."

Jiang Maojing waited until all the contestants got the signing, and then said slowly.

Jiang Fusheng didn't hesitate to jump directly. He just stood firmly, and Jiang Fumong jumped up.

"Second Brother."

"Seven Brothers."

Jiang Fusheng and Jiang Fu hugged each other, and each took out his own weapons.

Seeing that Jiang Fumong didn't do it, it was estimated that he was waiting for him, and Jiang Fusheng did not hesitate.

Jiang Fumong watched the pierced spirit sword, and did not avoid it. The big knife in his hand cut directly.

Just listening to the bang, the sword collided, and a little spark was wiped out.

The two took a few steps, and then hit them together.

"Congratulations to Jiang Daoyou, the Jiang family has two more young talents, and the future foundation can be expected."

Li Erwen congratulated Jiang Maozhi, but he couldn't see the joy from his eyes, but he was more deeply chilling.

Wang Kemin on the side also praised: "That child uses Weiyang sword method. Seeing his moves, obviously you have already got started. Jiang Daoyou, it seems that the Jiang family is going to have another sword."

"Wherever and where are all juniors who are not instruments. In the future, two Taoist friends will take care of it."

Jiang Maozhi waved his hand and said, but his eyes stared at Jiang Fusheng tightly. Jiang Fushuo he knew, but when Jiang Fusheng broke through the middle of the gas, and it had reached the sixth floor of Qi.

I entered the door.

In his impression, Jiang Fusheng was the qualifications of Wuling. Is it because the test was wrong before. It seemed that he had to ask Jiang Benlin.

Regardless of the surprise in Jiang Maozhi's heart, Jiang Benlin felt a coolness flashed back at this time.

With a bang, Jiang Fusheng took a few steps back, tightly a little numb, and glanced at the opposite side of Jiang Fu, his eyes were full of war.

Although it did not occupy the upper hand just now, Jiang Fuzhuo did not suppress him. The two of them were chess and opponents.

Although Jiang Fumong is deeper than him, the practice of cultivation is too much, and he cultivates the heavenly level. Whether it is the purity of spiritual power or the speed of recovery, it is far beyond the ginger blessing, but now it is based on Weiyang Sword alone.

The Fa really can't take Jiang Fuzhuo.

"Happy, seven brothers are careful, the second brother must be serious."

Jiang Fumong said loudly to Jiang Fusheng.

"Beltocks, come here."

Jiang Fusheng raised his sword a little bit, and his eyes stared at Jiang Fuzhuo on the opposite side.

"Tiger down the mountain."

Jiang Fu's hand holding the spirit knife, like a rush tiger, from the sky, splitting towards Jiang Fusheng.

"Five Tiger Sword Method!"

The five -tiger knife method is an all -level knife method. Once you practice Dacheng, the power is comparable to the yellow -step knife method. It is one of the few high -end sword methods of the Jiang family. Jiang Fusheng recognizes it at a glance.

I haven't learned this knife method, but I also know the five tiger knives.

His Weiyang sword method has just started, and it is easy to lose if he wants to solve it, and the five -tiger sword method is originally a fierce line.

"Flame Shield."

Jiang Fusheng first added a shield to himself, and then put the sword on his waist, and quickly pinched a few law prints with both hands.

"Xuanhuo."

A big red handprint patted Jiang Fumong in the past. The mysterious fireman was not just a alchemy, but he was also an attack method.

Just listening to the bombardment, first Jiang Fujong's spirit knife hit Jiang Fusheng's flame shield.

The flame shield only lasted for about ten seconds before it shattered, but this also bought Jiang Fusheng some time.

After breaking the flame shield, Jiang Fuzhuo's offensive was weakened by three points. Then he had to face Jiang Fusheng's Xuanhuo hand, which was blasted away with one blow.

You must know that Xuanhuo Shou is not the Weiyang swordsmanship. After more than a year of continuous alchemy refining, Xuanhuo Shou has not only entered the sect, but has also been promoted to the realm of Xiaocheng.

A spell is divided into four stages from entry, small success, great success, and perfection. The power of each stage is very different depending on the realm of the basic caster.

Although Jiang Fuzhuo has practiced the Five Tiger Sword Techniques for many years, he is still at the entry level. Facing the Xuanhuo Shou who has reached Xiaocheng level, he cannot stop him at all.

Seeing Jiang Fuzhuo fall to the ground, Jiang Fusheng's originally pale face turned a little darker, and he hurriedly ran towards Jiang Fuzhuo.

Before Jiang Fusheng could pass by, Jiang Maopu had already rushed to Jiang Fuzhuo's side. After checking, he fed Jiang Fuzhuo a healing pill.

"Great Elder, is Second Brother okay?"

Jiang Fusheng asked worriedly. He did not expect that the Xuanhuo Shou was so powerful.

"It's a minor injury. Give him a recovery pill. You don't have to worry."

Jiang Fusheng was relieved when he heard that the Reinjury Pill was used. You must know that the Reinjury Pill is a first-level elixir. As long as there is no missing arm or leg, it can cure both internal and external injuries.

"You should also go down and recover. There will be a competition later."

"yes."

Jiang Fusheng replied, jumped off the ring, nodded to Jiang Fuwei and others, then sat cross-legged on the ground and used the spirit stone to recover.

He really didn't have a recovery elixir in his hand. If he wanted to restore his spiritual power, he could only rely on spiritual stones.

Jiang Fuwei and others also knew that Jiang Fusheng was practicing, so they did not continue to disturb him. Instead, they all turned their attention to the ring. At this time, the two new players had already opened their doors.

Jiang Fusheng opened his eyes, threw away the remains of the spirit stone in his hand, and stood up directly. He had just consumed two spirit stones to restore 80% of his spiritual power. If he wanted to recover all of his spiritual power, it would not happen in such a short time.

It works.

However, 80% of his spiritual power is almost there. After the battle just now, Jiang Fusheng has a rough understanding of his own strength. If he encounters the blood shark again, he is confident that he can kill it within ten moves.

And after the battle just now, he felt that his strength had improved a little. Although it was not much, if he continued like this, he was confident that he could break through to the late stage of Qi training within a year.

He looked up at the ring, and there were his eldest brother Jiang Fucai and his thirty-sixth uncle Jiang Lisheng on top.

Although Jiang Lisheng is a generation older than Jiang Fusheng and others, they are actually similar in age. It is just because Jiang Lisheng's father is the same generation, so he became the "Li generation".

At this time, the fight between Jiang Fucai and Jiang Fucai was intensifying. Jiang Fucai was seen holding an abacus in his hand, spinning it constantly, making a crisp sound.

The weapons used by monks are basically swords. Some of them are a little more conservative and use whip guns... and other weapons. However, Jiang Fusheng has only encountered Jiang Fucai who uses abacus as an unpopular weapon.

Jiang Lisheng was not paying attention, and was hit by Jiang Fucai with an abacus. Jiang Fusheng knew at a glance that Jiang Lisheng was about to lose, and the master's attack only took an instant.
Chapter completed!